[Day 1]

It was damp, dark, and suffocating. I heard shrieks and cries around me. My body was heavy making me incapable of doing anything. As I began to wonder where I was, A man holding a torch waltzed inside the place I was at. The person was wearing armor all over their body. On his other hand he held a sword covered with blood.

My body began to shake all over. But then as the person walked towards where I was, thin green men started to charge onto the person. They were bald and short. They released a noise that could shatter glasses as they attacked the armored person. In mere moments, the short green creatures fell to the ground drowning in their own blood.

The man lit a part of the room where I saw women chained up. Many of them were so young that they should still be in their elementary school. They were bruised and have cut all over their body. The girls were freed and he walked towards where I was. He raised his broad sword as if preparing to attack me. He swings his sword and another creature fell to the ground.

For a split second I saw figure in the blade. It was the same! I was the same creature that this man was trying to kill! Green skin, pointed ears, but smaller I must be an infant. My body began to realize what’s about to happen all I could do was wail on the spot. But the man stopped. He grabbed some wood and some cloth. He grabbed the corpses of the creatures and placed it near me. Then, he lit it with the torch. The last thing I could remember was the man guiding the girls and carrying some of them as they leave out of this mysterious cave.

My name is Eliot. I’m a simple student who usually blend in the background, I still had friends but I rarely talk to them. My sister is without of a doubt the most important person in my life, all I wanted to do is graduate and support her whatever she wanted to do. If only life could be that easy.

One morning as I rode the train on my first day of high school, I noticed a girl acting weird. She was squirming enough for me to notice. I tried moving through the crowd to ask her if she’s okay but suddenly a guy held me down.

“I got the molester right here!” (???)

The crowd turned their head towards us, looking at me with disdain. I could feel my arm breaking as the man puts more strength on my arm. Blood drained down my head as I realized what was happening, I might not be a genius but I realized that I’m in a really bad situation.

“IT’S NOT ME! LET ME GO!” (Eliot)

“Shut your mouth molester!” (???)

“Come here young lady don’t worry the molester is already caught.” (???)

“*sobs*“ (Girl)

An old lady hugged the girl that was crying, calming her as she was still visibly shaken of what happened.

“Miss! Please tell them it’s not me!” (Eliot)

“Shut up! Stop harassing her!” The man who held me shouted as he places his knee on my back. I cried because of the pain. But it got worse when some of the people started stepping on my leg too.

I stopped thinking as I could only think of the pain that surges in my body. A few moments later the train stopped. The police were there and took me away immediately. The girl however was nowhere to be found anymore.

At the station, my parents were called by the police, wherein my mother slapped me, even after I explained my side. My father just stood there who did not even bother to look at my face. The police told us that they will be investigating the case and advised my parents that I remain home for the time being.

The moment we set foot inside the house, my father grabbed my hair and dragged me across the living room, where he began punching and kicking me. To me, this was nothing new, he’s been like this all my life, well, only to me at least.

“Lise, never get anywhere near this disgrace ever again. A molester like this should be in prison.” My father said to my sister who just got down the stairs after hearing the commotion.

Her eyes were filled with disgust towards me, my sister whom I always cherished, my sister whom I always tried to protect, my sister whom I always loved. She was the only one whom I felt a connection to in this house.

My father who was always busy and abusive towards me. My mother who always reminded me that she should never have given birth to me. All I can put my love towards was my sister, but I know, even that is gone.

Sometime later the police told me that they have reviewed the footage inside the train car which proved that I had not molested the girl. But at that point it was already too late. The fact that I was accused of molesting a girl had already spread onto the entire community. My school suspended me for my actions and my sister was forced to live with my grandparents for the time being to protect her from the public.

My father’s abuse towards me got worse as there were times when he deprived me of food for days. My mother and father ate lavish meals while I starved in my room not allowed to go out.

The school allowed me to go back but made me swear that I will never tell anyone of the incident. I thought this was them trying to protect my image but I later found out that the girl’s father that I allegedly molested was a prosecutor.

I had hopes that people would just ignore me but it was different. As I walked towards the school, I could hear people talking about me.

“Why would the school allow a molester back in school?”

“Oh, you didn’t know? That person was the one who molested a girl on the train. His face was all over the group chats.”

“Don’t get close he might do something to you too.”

“If I’m not mistaken, he’s Lise’s brother, poor Lise having to live with someone like that.”

I realized at that point, regardless of the truth, my life was already destroyed.

I was called by the teachers to the faculty room before going in the classroom. Where even they became warry of me, treating me as a delinquent who might harm their students.

“Your missed assessments are due tomorrow, and the quizzes you missed will be done today! The exam will be 3 days from now make sure you study.”

“Ma’am, doing that much is impossib- “

“If you think it’s impossible then just drop out, molester.”

I was taken aback by the statement, as an educator such a language should not even be used. But knowing how they looked at me I knew talking back would just make it worse.

As I entered the classroom, I could see my classmates’ eyes as they directed it to me. It was filled with hatred and disgust towards me. I could see the individual cliques that has been formed, usually they’d be divided but right now, they saw me as a common enemy.

Day after day my classmates bullied me. They filled my bag with trash, beat me up, take my stuff, and sabotage my grades. They ripped my books and writing items. When I asked my parents about it and request to buy a new one, they ignored me. I reported it to my teachers but they ignored me. When I fought back, they reprimanded me. My once high grades have fell so bad because I was not able to take any tests.

I was very tired of it all. I just wanted to study and move on with my life, build a family and die happily. I just wanted to live. But these people never allowed it. I sighed as they kicked me, at this point I just wanted to lay in bed and sleep all day. I became used to their beatings.

For months, they tormented me. Despite fighting for my innocence, it was never heard. While many stopped doing it after a few weeks there were some who continued to do so non stop every single day. I’ve become numb. I felt nothing, no hatred, no envy, no sadness... and no… anger... I felt nothing.

I was tired of going to classes. One day, I just went to the roof to try and sleep all day. I was not learning anything anymore– wait that’s wrong it’s not that I’m not learning but I can’t learn anything. They keep bothering me so it became boring.

But as I opened the door on the roof, I saw a girl standing on the ledge. From what I’ve seen on movies this is usually the part where someone attempts to commit suicide. But let’s not judge them after all it’s bad to judge someone without knowing the context.

“Ummm, are you trying to see some views or jump?” (Eliot)

“Wah!? Who are you!?” (Mysterious girl)

“Just someone who wants to sleep on the roof.” (Eliot)

“Wait, you’re that person… are you gonna try to do bad things to me!?” (Mysterious girl)

“I don’t even have the time for that, plus I’m not interested with you or anyone. If you’re going to jump, can you not do it here? It’s gonna be bad if you jump while I’m here they’ll suspect that I pushed you” (Eliot)

The girl looked at me with shocked in her eyes.

“You’re not going to stop me?” (Mysterious girl)

“If I do, would you listen to me?” (Eliot)

“…” (Mysterious girl)

“The thing is lady, no matter how useless your life is killing yourself isn’t always the answer.” (Eliot)

“… my uncle… tried touching me… I managed to break free but because of me… my family is ruined… “ (Mysterious girl)

Why is she trying to share her life story to me?! Does she think I’m a psychologist or something?

“Now that you know that do you think death is still not the answer? I’ve lost everything! My family is no longer together because of me, my friends see me as a whore, and both my parents abandoned me! What do you want me to do!?” (Mysterious girl)

“Live.” (Eliot)

“ !!! “ (Mysterious girl)

“I’m practically ruined yet I’m still here. Not because I think I have a future but because I want to live. Dying today will not fix anything. The world will keep turning regardless of my actions and regardless of what I feel. So why should I yield to it? Why should I let the world bend my path to happiness? Regardless if it tries to get in my way, if it hammers me down, burn me, or beat me up, I will get there. Because I want to be happy.” (Eliot)

“…” (Mysterious girl)

“If you ever feel tired, just lay down, rest, take a breather. We’re humans, no matter how strong we are we get tired. But after that rest, make sure to stand up and live to fight another day.” (Eliot)

“How… how can I do that?” (Mysterious girl)

“Hmm… here hold my hand and get away from the ledge. First step is to embrace life. Accept the hardship of living, because regardless of what you do, life will be a pain in the ass.” (Eliot)

The girl hesitated but she slowly accepted my hand and tried to step away from the ledge. But on a very unfortunately occurrence, she slipped. In my panic I quickly pulled her back and made sure she landed on the concrete roof. I however switched place with her, I could feel gravity pulling me down as I saw my memories rewinded itself. Ah, so I’m about to die huh, I should’ve deleted my search histor–––––